SWEET SPOT
Ezekiel
I looked down at her, my chest still heaving, my cock twitching with the last aftershocks of my release. Scarlett’s face was flushed, her lips swollen and shiny, streaks of my cum painting her cheeks, her chin, and her pretty lips. She looked so beautiful like this — messy, marked, and completely mine in this moment.
“Fuck… baby,” I breathed, my voice rough. I dropped to my knees in front of her, cupping her face gently with both hands. “You really did so good. So fucking good for me. I really can’t stop praising you, and it comes from my heart.”